Yeah, he's engaging in a way. But Alex gives him way too much credit.
He frequently has highly salient points to make and unambiguously demonstrates that he has seen beyond the controlling and mechanistic structures of society.
(He yells 'shit' and pulls on his pud.)
However, he has no fucking idea how to communicate these insights to people in a manner that is non-confrontational and doesn't get their backs up.
(He has no intention of communicating anything except attitude. He's not failing his intention, he is, tragically, succeeding all too well.)
Similarly, he knows how to 'deconstruct' socio-cultural problems just fine, but has yet to contemplate how to offer up practical solutions outside the realm of a philosophical utopia.
(Yup. open the anus now, and call it deconstruction. [DWTS00, I mean, and not your post-Foucauldian self, Alex.])
In that sense, for me, he's at once the poster-child for 'hiding your light under a bushel' and for 'a little education is a dangerous thing'.
(Yup.)
I'm giving him time, because I can think of a near-endless list of thinkers (in the broadest sense) whose ultimate greatness was born variously from bouts of anger, inability to articulate, self-destructive stupors, mental illness, anti-social behavior, etc., etc., etc.
(And hope springs eternal, and George W. became president.)
But DWT is likeable. Can't deny it. His adolescent little outbursts at least remind us of that moment when energy seemed everything, passion was its own excuse, and maturation, no matter how it pounded at the gate, seemed foiled and beaten for another year or two.
In a way, I'd have to say with Stronzo: "Fuck it -- I like the dude."